Although the sun is still very much up, I'm already about to crawl into bed. I may actually already be in bed...
|Caught red handed.|
Saturday morning began with this.
|You have no idea how happy this made me.|
Following the pancake came my mini, made-up/mixed-up triathlon. In other words, I biked over to Andrew's house, we then went for a run... and eventually ended up at the pool where we then swam a few laps. Yes, I realize the order of operations in an ACTUAL triathlon is different (swim bike run) but whatever. It was a hot day, and I had to do something to entertain myself. Because all know what happens when I am left un-entertained.
|Am I trying to fly? I don't know.|
I seriously loved it, and I never thought I would say that about a protein powder. This is coming from the girl who use to pour her muscle milk recovery drinks down the drain during volleyball preseason three-a-days in college. It also puts my mind at ease knowing every ingredient that's actually in that bottle, versus a shit-ton of ingredients that I can't even begin to pronounce.
Aside from that, most of my weekend resided here.
|cutest beach towel ever?|
|cutest guy ever?|
And am now icing my foot, and planning out my week. I also need to figure out my training plan for New York in 17 weeks. I'll probably follow a Hal Higdon plan again, but any other suggestions are welcome.
Lastly, I'm incredibly ecstatic because of this:
Can't freaking wait. 85 degrees is music to my ears.
Anyone have any good weekend stories for me? Furthermore, is anyone else as passionate about pancakes as I am?
Cheers to a fantastic week!